Villainous princesses don't die in royal battles

After an unknown amount of time, Testia asked in a low voice.

"Is Miss Catherine asleep?"

In the next second, Catherine answered no.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Testia asked again.

"Not sleepy," said Catherine.

Then there was a death-like silence, and Testia was also used to Catherine's frequent silence. After thinking for a while, she found a topic that should not be considered private.

"Miss Catherine... Her Highness Elena and Count Carlota knew each other before..."

She could see that the intimacy between the two was quite natural, and there was even a tacit understanding when dancing.

After listening to Testia's words, Catherine was silent for half a minute and gave an extremely concise answer.

"know."

They have known each other since childhood, and based on Carlota's care for Elena, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the latter's half godmother.

She was right.

After hearing the words, Testia waited for a long time without waiting for the next step, and gradually realized that Catherine had no strong desire to chat.

Apart from discussing guidance and ordering tasks, Catherine rarely spoke to anyone other than Elena, even Testia was no exception.

Seeing the beautiful woman with dark hair beside her closed her eyes like an ascetic, she obviously didn't want to make a sound, and Testia was too embarrassed to disturb her, so she could only stare at the ceiling above, silently in a daze.

In the third week after leaving her hometown, Testia felt a little homesick.

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Volume 39: Chapter 37 Chapter [-] Little Irene has grown up

At night, in Carlotta's private bedroom, a beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes sat in front of the dressing table, holding a book of magic notes in her hand, her gaze focused on the paper.

Aura, an intermediate magic of the arcane system, allows the caster to temporarily store a certain amount of spiritual power in a specific container, and when used, activate the magic array to quickly recover the previously injected spiritual power.

Elena took out a non-attribute magic spar from the drawer according to the main points of the engraving described by Carlotta, and channeled her mental power to build a magic circle.

Arcane magic usually does not require the participation of elemental particles, so the entire casting process will save the intermediate step of attracting elements. Before a magician is promoted to a legendary mage, the mental power required to release arcane magic is higher than that of elements of the same level. Department of magic is much less.

As for legendary mages and spell creators above them, there is almost no loss of mental power when they release elemental magic. If the elemental affinity is sufficient, they can even use one mental power to pull multiple elements at the same time. Arcane magic at this time Elemental magic began to test the caster's mental power reserves more than elemental magic.

Carefully depicting the shape of the magic array, ensuring that each node can be connected with the two nodes before and after, forming a torrent of spiritual power, Eileen looked at the messy magic array like a ball of wool in front of her, her beautiful black eyebrows slightly frowned .

Carlotta only taught her the common spells of the spiritual light technique, and did not copy the corresponding ancient spells in the notes. This also directly caused Elena to rely on the knowledge points mentioned by the former to explore by herself, without the opportunity to take shortcuts .

As for asking Carlota for the ancient magic spells of Emmanuel, Eileen hadn't even considered it. First, the other party might not have deliberately memorized the Chinese writing of this kind of intermediate magic, and second, it might reveal that she can read ancient French. this fact.

In order to win Carlotta's favor, Elena can change from an arrogant and vicious royal princess to a well-educated lady, or she can show her extraordinary magic talent and understanding of magic circles, and obtain more and wider mystic resources.

The only thing that can understand Chinese is not something that can be easily explained by temperament or talent. Looking at the entire existing human history, the only person who can comprehend a part of ancient French is the great magic creator Ms. Emily.

Once exposed, not only will Elena's true identity be questioned, but the current relatively stable international situation will be artificially disrupted. Even if she can get the asylum of Emperor Kantor, the series of chain reactions that will follow will not be Elena's. Such a small apprentice can easily control.

Before she is strong enough, she can only rot this secret in her stomach.

Seeing that the magic circle that had taken countless thoughts finally came to an end, Elena sent her mental power again to connect the last node, and the magic spar in her hand lit up for a moment and then went out quickly.

Rubbing her sore and swollen temples, Eileen tried to inject spiritual power into the magic spar. After half a minute, she felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power emanating from the surface of the gemstone. The girl was finally relieved, and the corners of her pink lips rose slightly .

Although it is an arcane magic that does not require much mental power, it almost drained all of Elena's reserves, but the result is very good, and it is a one-time pass.

Just as Eileen was holding the magic spar and looking at it carefully, a sound of light footsteps suddenly sounded in her ears, accompanied by a touch of water vapor and a burst of elegant and cool patchouli.

"Successful so quickly?"

Carlotta, who had just taken a bath, was wearing a lavender silk nightgown, her two delicate white legs were half exposed, and her slender feet were stepping on a pair of silver sandals with thin straps, exuding a seductive femininity from the inside out.

Elena nodded and hummed, and asked Carlotta in a gentle tone.

"If I prepare more magic crystals and enchant them all with spiritual light, won't it guarantee that the spiritual power in the battle will last forever?"

Before the words finished, Carlota poked her little girl's forehead with a jade finger, and said softly.

"It's a beautiful idea, how is that possible."

"Little Irene knew it after using it once. There are many restrictions on spiritual light. In addition to requiring the sender and receiver of spiritual power to be the same person, you can only replenish spiritual power through it once a week, otherwise your spirit will be destroyed. Unable to bear the subsequent backlash, it quickly collapsed."

The best way to restore mental strength is always rest and meditation. This means of quick recovery should only be used as a last resort.

Hearing that Carlota's tone gradually changed from gentle at the beginning to serious, Elena vaguely understood the danger involved, and said with her cherry lips lightly.

"I know, unless it's a life-and-death moment, don't use the aura."

"Yes, that's what I mean."

After hearing this, Carlotta raised her lips slightly, and handed Elena a change of clothes.

"It's late at night, you should go take a bath and go to bed early."

Elena took the clothes, said hello to Carlotta, and went to the bathroom. After more than half an hour, after washing her body, Elena changed into a suspender silk dress that was almost as white as her skin, and walked slowly. to bed.

"Sister Carlotta..."

Looking at the only quilt on the bed, and Carlotta, who had loose black hair and a charming figure, Elena was stunned, and instead of going to bed immediately, she stood beside her and asked a tentative question.

"...only one quilt?"

Carlotta nodded, and lifted the corner of the quilt a little, revealing a small half of smooth skin.

"Didn't you often sleep with me in the same bed?"

At the age of 11, Elena's parents entered the abyss and never heard from her again. Carlotta became Elena's closest person at that time except for the head maid, Catherine, and often ate and slept with her.

Seeing Elena's hesitant expression, Carlota suddenly thought of something, and her tone was a little more teasing.

"Our little Irene won't be shy..."

As soon as the words fell, Elena raised her hand and lifted the quilt, and her delicate body slipped in gently.

Because Elena got on the bed from Carlotta's side, thinking of the other side, she had to go over her. Suddenly, a sweet scent of roses burst into Carlotta's nose.

The bed was slightly sunken, completely different from when she was dancing. Elena came out of the shower without stockings, and the skin on her legs was smooth and tender, like tofu

Carlotta stretched out her hand lightly, wrapped her arms around Elena's waist, and half hugged her in her arms like she did when she was a child.

"What a big girl."

In some ways, it's almost catching up to her.

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Volume 41: Chapter 38 Chapter [-] Thinking at Night

Early the next morning, when Elena woke up, she found that Carlotta was no longer where she was. When she looked up, the woman had changed into a long gray skirt for lectures, and was sitting in front of the dressing table, arranging her hair.

"Little Irene is awake?" Carlota looked in the mirror, her cherry lips parted slightly.

Elena gave a low hum, stepped on the slippers beside the bed and got out of bed, saw the dawning sky outside the window, and asked her in a gentle voice.

"What time is it, Sister Carlotta?"

Carlotta replied, "Five forty, if you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Last night, Eileen barely fell asleep until the middle of the night. According to the other party's usual living habits, this amount of sleep is far from enough.

"Fortunately, I'll wake up after washing my face." Elena said.

After hearing that, Carlota glanced at Elena in surprise, thinking that she has really changed a lot over the years, not only does she stay in bed, she doesn't even sleep late

After washing briefly, and tidying up the somewhat messy silver hair that just woke up, Elena asked Carlotta if she had any clothes to wear outside, and the latter pointed to the bedside table with a calm tone.

"I cleaned all your clothes yesterday by magic, promise, put them all there."

Elena saw the neatly folded shirts, dresses and two thin black stockings on the cabinet, silently embraced them in her arms, and went into the bathroom to change them.

Carlotta chuckled when she saw this, and the corners of her lips curled up in a graceful arc.

When I grew up, I became shy, and I didn't dare to change clothes in front of my aunt.

After a while, dressed up Elena walked out of the bathroom, her silver-white waist-length hair hanging down her back like a waterfall, her two slender white legs wrapped in black silk, her knees were slightly flesh-colored when she swung.

"Go and eat, and return to the imperial capital with me in a while."

Carlotta stood up and held Elena's hand, leading her to the restaurant.

When the two arrived at their destination, Testia and Catherine had already had breakfast. Seeing that Elena's hand was held by Carlotta again, Testia was obviously taken aback, but fortunately she just kept quiet. Standing in the corner and not showing it directly.

"Good morning, Catherine."

Carlota greeted Catherine first, and then looked at the pink-haired maid standing aside with a gentle tone.

"This is Miss Testia?"

Stared at by Carlotta's light brown pupils dyed with a bright smile, Testia nodded and responded politely.

"Testia Blakely..."

"Good morning, Count Carlotta."

Looking at Testia, who had a sweet voice and was well-behaved and sensible, Carlotta turned her head and glanced at Elena. A lofty aristocratic aura.

Elena's current status is the most favored princess of the Callista Empire, and being able to make compensation does not mean that she is willing to lower her profile and apologize to Testia.

This is the pride of the Calister royal family, and in Carlota's words, it is a stinking problem.

However, it was not easy for Elena to realize her mistakes and correct them, and Carlota didn't need to correct her too much in these aspects.

Chatted with Testia casually, asked about last night's dining experience, sleep quality, the girl replied one by one, Carlotta nodded after listening, and told her with a smile that she could come again.

After eating a fairly sumptuous breakfast, several people got into the carriage under the leadership of the servants. Carlotta heard that Elena was a little dizzy when she came last night, so she got out of the carriage and waited for a while before entering the living room. Two slightly larger carriages were prepared, and the four of them sat in the carriages two by two.

Elena and Carlota, Testia and Catherine, a group of people quickly drove to the imperial capital.

"Testia."

In the carriage, Catherine looked at the pink-haired maid leaning against the window with dull eyes, and she took the initiative to make a sound.

"Do you really want to learn court dancing?"

Hearing Catherine suddenly ask her this question, Testia's cheeks flashed with astonishment, a pair of beautiful white silk legs were tight together, and her hands were lightly placed on her knees.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Before you went to bed last night, your palms kept imitating court dance movements."

The time was very short, it lasted less than half a minute, but it was still successfully captured by Catherine who was in a state of meditation.

"If you want to learn, you can apply to Princess Elena. If she agrees, we will add an extra dance class every morning."

After hearing this, Testia felt a little dazed. She obviously just raised her hand a few times yesterday, looking at the moonlight outside the window and the ceiling above her head through her fingers, and thinking about her parents who are working hard in their hometown.

Was it an unconscious move...

Thinking of Elena repeatedly asking her not to chew too much, Testia hesitated for a while, then shook her head to answer.

"I just think that the dance Her Highness Elena danced is very beautiful, and I don't particularly want to learn it..."

Even if she applied, Elena should still let her spend more time on cooking and practicing like the time she refused to learn potion refining.

It is enough for a qualified maid to serve and protect her master, no other bells and whistles are needed.

Seeing that Testia hadn't expressed any intention to do so, and Catherine wasn't talking, she put her hands on her knees and her calves together, and re-entered the state of meditation.

On the other side of the carriage, Carlota and Elena were also chatting without saying a word.

"Little Irene, did you find out the murderer of your seafood allergy a while ago?" Carlota asked her.

Elena pretended to frown upon hearing this, and whispered softly, "Not yet."

"Is Sister Carlotta also concerned about this matter?"

Carlotta nodded, her voice was soft: "Well, there is someone I know in the maid team. I asked her to help with the investigation, but I don't have any clues yet."

Relevant clues can hardly be found, and the murderer's motives are also very confusing. Who would attack an arrogant princess who has neither real power nor political affairs besides being very favored by His Majesty?

After hearing this, Elena did not explain, but instead bent her lips and said in a soft voice, "Sister Carlota, I wish I had said it earlier, I'll kill them all when I get angry."